It had still felt great at the time, but nothing like what Emma was doing to him now.Her long hair was hanging down and tickling his ball sack at the ...nd of each cycle. Several times, he felt the tip of her tongue tease his pee-hole while her hand stroked him.He felt he should be doing something, but her pussy was too far away for him to reciprocate orally. Instead, he put both hands on her full hips and massaged the generous flesh there.That action apparently let Emma know that he was fully. She was more than twice his age. She should be ashamed of herself.She would have a talk with him this morning. No use in putting it off. This had to end now. She painfully remembered her unsuccessful attempts to cut ties with Trent, how her primal instincts betrayed her. While this should have made her more resolved, it instead eroded her confidence so that by the time Chris came in to breakfast, Marsha was again filled with self doubt. Yet she had to try."Honey, about last night..."Before she. His cock slipped beneath her trembling thighs, the ridge at the top nestling against her cuntal slit and soft pubic hair.Cheri buried her head in the side of his neck, taking little nips of his skin, laughing at some private joke of her own. She rocked back and forth, and he felt her body give an inner quiver as she masturbated herself on his hard prick. She gasped and moved with sudden rapidity; she seemed to be going into a frenzy, her body getting lathered with sweat."Put it in, Bobby!" she. .”“Gary! He is NOT my boyfriend, I...”“Fuckbuddy, sidedick, whatever, Janet.” I broke in. “You keep the ten K and use it to pay off the wedding expenses. We are already living in separate states, and my shit is already in storage. So look, let us just part company now. I would say ‘have a nice life’, but Mom taught me not to lie. Don’t call here anymore because I will not talk to you on the phone anymore.”With that I hung up the phone and disconnected the cord from the wall.To say I was useless.